I tried to make sense,
of my past tense.
Of lust that, maybe was there.
Of love that was definitely there.
I tried to ponder at length,
how these two are apart.
I tried to close my eyes,
I tried to breathe slow,
But you, your face and smile,
makes both my heart and body smirk and glow.
So, what exactly is the thing that I feel for you.
Then I tried to think at depth,
and decided to match the culprit words "love" and "lust",
And the only word I came up with was - LOST.

*It does not matter that it is me.
Although I look for you in everyone I see.